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Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways
True absolution and release;
And bless us, more than in past days,
With purity and inward peace.

Through life's long day, and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesus, be our Light.

Do more than pardon; give us joy,
Sweet fear, and sober liberty,
And simple hearts without alloy
That only long to be like Thee.

Through life's long day, and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesus, be our Light.

For all we love, the poor,

the sad,

The sinful, unto Thee we call: O let Thy mercy make us glad;

Thou art our Jesus, and our All.

Through life's long day, and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. Amen.

THROU

HROUGH the day Thy love hath spared us;
Now we lay us down to rest;

Through the silent watches guard us;

Let no foe our peace molest;

Jesu, Thou our Guardian be!
Sweet it is to trust in Thee.

Pilgrims here on earth and strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers;
In Thine arms may we repose:

And, when life's short day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last! Amen.

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GOD

IOD, Who madest earth and heaven,
Darkness and light;

Who the day for toil hast given,
For rest the night:

May Thine angel-guards defend us!
Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us!
Holy dreams and hopes attend us,
This live-long night!

Guard us waking, guard us sleeping:

And when we die,

May we in Thy mighty keeping

All peaceful lie:

When the last dread call shall wake us,

Do not Thou our God forsake us,

But to reign in glory take us

With Thee on high! Amen.

THE

HE day, O Lord, is spent,
Abide with us, and rest,
Our hearts' desires are fully bent
On making Thee our guest.
We have not reached that land,
That happy land, as yet,

Where holy angels round Thee stand,
Whose sun can never set.

Our sun is sinking now:
Our day is almost o'er;

O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou

Shine on us evermore!

Amen.

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HE sun is sinking fast,
The daylight dies;

Let love awake and pay
Her evening sacrifice.

As Christ upon

the Cross

His head inclined,

And to His Father's hands
His parting soul resigned,

So now herself my soul
Would wholly give
Into His sacred charge,
In Whom all spirits live:

So now beneath His eye
Would calmly rest,
Without a wish or thought
Abiding in the breast;

Save that His will be done
Whate'er betide;
Dead to herself, and dead
In Him to all beside.

Thus would I live; yet now

Not I, but He,

In all His power and love
Henceforth alive in me.

One sacred Trinity!

One Lord Divine!

May I be ever His,

And He for ever mine. Amen.

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ALMIGHTY God, Thy throne above

No time can change, no power can move; Thy word the fleeting hours obey,

They speed the night, they close the day.

O cheer the evening of our days

With that bright beam which ne'er decays;
And make a happy death the road
To bring our ransomed souls to God.

O Holy Father, Holy Son,

And Holy Spirit, Three in One,

Thy grace devoutly we implore;

Thy Name be praised for evermore! Amen.

'HE day is past and over;

TH

All thanks, O Lord, to Thee!

We pray Thee now, that sinless
The hours of dark may be.
O Jesu! keep us in Thy sight,
And save us through the coming night.

The joys of day are over;

We lift our hearts to Thee:
And ask Thee that offenceless
The hours of dark may be.

O Jesu! make their darkness light,
And save us through the coming night.

The toils of day are over;
We raise our hymn to Thee;
And ask that free from danger
The hours of dark

may be.

O Jesu! keep us in Thy sight,

And guard us through the coming night

Be Thou our souls' Preserver,

O God! for Thou dost know
How many are the perils

Through which we have to go.
Lover of men! O hear our call,
And guard and save us from them all.

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SUNDAY.

Amen.

THIS

HIS is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours His own;

Let Heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.

To-day He rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints His triumphs spread,
And all His wonders tell.

Hosanna to the anointed King,
To David's holy Son:

Help us, O Lord! descend and bring

Salvation from the throne.

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